RATING: PG
SUMMARY: It started out as nothing but translating maps to get them off the island, but when Shannon realizes that she is falling for Sayid, will her past come between them?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters from Lost and am not making a profit. If they were mine, then there would be more Shayid moments.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: From the chapter on there will be references to things from the show, especially Hearts and Minds, Solitary and Numbers, anything that wasn't stated in that show, is made up by me.
Thanks to everyone who has stuck with this story, I really appreciate it. I think that I am going to do a sequel, but it won't be up for a while. Thank you again everyone for such amazing reviews, I appreciate each one of them, and I'm so happy that people are enjoying this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it.
Chapter Eight A HomeShannon sighed, as she tried to move away from Boone. He grabbed a hold of her arm and tugged her towards him, not letting her pass.
"Let go of me," she yelled, roughly pulling her arm away.
"Where were you last night?" he asked.
"With Sayid," she answered, telling him the truth, but also knowing that it would drive him crazy. She tried again to walk past him.
"I told you what would happen of you stayed with him," he said, his voice low and threatening.
She turned to face him again, "It's too late, I already told him and he understands." It sounded strange to say it out loud, but she was still so happy that he really did believe everything that she had told him and had moved past it.
Boone started laughing, "Well, that should show you what Sayid wants from you."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Wow, that plane crash must have killed some brain cells, Shan," he moved closer towards her and lowered his voice, "What has every guy you've ever been with wanted?" When she didn't respond he answered for her, "Sex, Shannon, that's all you're good for and I'm guessing that Sayid knows that, why else would he have been so accepting of what you've done. I mean you had sex with your brother, that just shows him how easy you are."
"Step-brother," she corrected automatically, "And you're wrong about Sayid."
"Really, well don't you come crying to me, when he starts to act just the way I know he will. I won't be waiting on the sidelines anymore to pick up the pieces of your screwed up life. He will use you just like the others, and then he will throw you away and you will have nothing. No one will want you then, after seeing how easy it was for Sayid to get in your pants."
She slapped him, furious with what he was saying. He smiled at her again, the smile he would give his mother that always got Shannon in trouble, the smile that he used when he had won. Then he walked off to find Locke.
Shannon stood there for a moment trying to calm herself down, normally a shower would be helpful, but she was too tense, too annoyed to do anything. Then of course there was the little voice that said Boone was right. Why would Sayid want her? She shook her head, hoping the doubts would fall away, but of course they didn't. Normally the doubts could be silenced with large quantities of alcohol, but that wasn't an option.
Instead, Shannon went back to her tent and started to pack all of her things up. She refused to sleep anywhere near Boone. She had enough bad thoughts running through her head without Boone adding to them. Not knowing what else to do, she dragged her stuff to Sayid's tent. He would know what she could do.
His back was too her as she got closer, but he quickly turned around as he heard her coming. He smiled at her, "I have been waiting for you," his eyes traveled down to her bags and back to her face, "What happened?"
She shook her head, she didn't want to tell him what Boone had said. Sayid wouldn't understand why it had bothered her so much; he would have denied Boone's accusations, which deep down Shannon knew were lies, but with her history a part of her still believed.
Sayid walked towards her and held on a hand, "Come here," he said softly.
Without a word, she dropped everything in her arms and went to him. She rested her head against his chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around her. Everything that Boone had said got pushed away, as Sayid rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head. Any other guy she knew would have easily taken advantage of her then, but not Sayid.
"Did Boone speak with you?" he asked.
"How did you know?" she asked, looking up at him, surprised.
She felt his body tense when she answered, and she could feel his anger at Boone. She could even picture the way his eyes would look as he tried to fight that rage.
"Would you like me to talk with him?"
Shannon smiled against his chest, she knew that if Sayid went to talk to Boone, there wouldn't be much talking done and she was sure that Boone would end up beaten up, which as she thought more about it might not be a bad thing. "Thank you," she said, "But that's not necessary." She pulled away from him to point to her things, "I can't live near him anymore though. Do you have any suggestions where I should stay?"
"You can stay here with me if you would like."
She looked up at him surprised that he would suggest that, although really happy as well. She would be able to wake up every morning with his arms around her.
"I like that plan."
They sat down together outside his tent, or what was now their tent, and watched the waves crashing on the shore. She looked over at Sayid sitting next to her and she wasn't sure which she would rather watch.
"Do you think we'll ever get off of this island?"
"I honestly do not know the answer to that."
She looked back at the ocean, "Do you think we would stay together if we're rescued?"
He took her hand, and pulled her closer so that she was right beside him, "Yes."
Her smile grew larger as she snuggled closer to him. Shannon knew that it wouldn't be easy, especially with her brother, but she was willing to give it a try, her first real relationship. She just hoped that her insecurities didn't come back to haunt her.
But as Sayid kissed her, she knew that there was nowhere else she wanted to be. She was home.
THE END
